^F7(Anya) This is the man that I plan to entangle Isn't he ^Ffine? ^G7My claim to fame was to maim and to mangle Vengeance was ^Gmine ^AmBut I’m out of the ^C7biz The ^Fname I made I'll ^Gtrade for his The ^Amonly trouble ^Cis...

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I’ll never tell ^F7(Xander) She is the one she's such wonderful fun ^F7Such passion and grace ^G7Warm in the night when I’m right In her tight--Embrace, Tight em^Gbrace ^AmI’ll never let her ^C7go The ^Flove we've known can ^Gonly grow There's ^Amjust one thing that-- C N.C No. I’ll never tell (Both) 'cause there's ^FNothing to ^Ab7tell

^G(Anya) He snores (Xander) She wheezes (Anya) Say ^G+"housework," and he freezes (Xander) She ^Emeats these Skeezy cheeses That I ^Am7can't des^D7cribe (Anya) I ^Amtalk, He breezes (Xander) She ^Fdoesn't know What please is (Anya) His ^F#dim7penis got diseases From a chumash ^D7tribe (Both) The ^Gvibe^G/F# gets kind of ^Emscary ^G (Xander) Like she ^Cthinks I'm ordinary (Anya) Like it's ^Cmall just temporary (Xander) Like her ^Dtoes are kind of hairy (Both) But it's all very ^D7well 'Cause, ^Am7god knows ^EbI'll never ^Gtell

(Anya) When ^Gthings get rough He just ^G+hides behind his Buffy Now ^Emlook, he's getting huffy 'Cause he ^Am7knows that I ^D7know (Xander) She ^Amclings, She's needy She's ^Falso really greedy, She ^F#dim7never-- (Anya) ^F#dim7His eyes are beady! (Xander) ^D7This is my verse Hello? She-- (Anya)

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Look at me! I'm dancin' crazy!

(B^D7oth) You ^Gknow (Xander) ^G/F#You're quite the ^Emcharmer (Anya) My knight in ^Garmour (Xander) You're the ^Ccutest of the scoobies With your ^Cmlips as red as rubies And your f^Dirm yet supple-- Tight em^G7brace

(Anya) He's ^Gswell (Xander) She's sweller (Anya) He'll ^G+always be my feller (Xander) ^EmThat's why I’ll never Tell her that I’m ^Am7petri^D7fied (Anya) I’ve ^Amread this tale There's ^Fwedding Then betrayal I ^F#dim7know there'll come the day I'll want to run and ^D7hide

(Both) I ^Glied.^G/F# I said it's ^Emeasy ^G I’ve ^Ctried But there's these ^Gfears I can't quell (Xander) Is she l^Dooking for a pot of gold? (Anya) Will I ^Emlook good when I’ve gotten old?

(Xander) Will our ^Clives become too stressful ^CIf I’m never that successful? (Anya) When I ^Cmget so worn and wrinkly ^CmThat I look like David Brinkley (Xander) Am I ^Am7crazy? (Anya) Am I ^Ddreamin'? (Xander) Am I ^Am7marrying a ^Amdemon? (Both) We could ^D7really raise the beam ^D7In makin' marriage a hell So, ^Amthank god ^EbI'll never ^Gtell I ^Amswear that ^EbI’ll never ^Gtell (Xander) ^EbMy lips are ^Gsealed (Anya) ^EbI take the ^Gfifth (Xander) ^EbNothing to ^Gsee, ^Ebmove it al^Gong (Both) ^CI’ll ne^Ebver - ^Gtell